Austin's POV:

The Pierce boys had just kicked off the show and the crowd was already going insane. Their cheers made me feel alive, even if it wasn't for me just yet, it would be. I craved that feeling, the rush of knowing they loved my music and the screams that fled their scratchy throats was what told me they did. This job, this lifestyle, it was in my blood and it stung knowing I wouldn't be doing this much longer. I knew it was my fault, that my anger is what ruined the mateship between the guys and myself. The fans would no longer cheer my name, they wouldn't beg for encores, they wouldn't be there at the signings and it was all my fault. If I had only done things differently all those years ago I wouldn't be the old grump I was today.

"Didn't think I'd see you standing here watching their show mate?" Oliver's accent appeared from nowhere. I could have sworn he wasn't standing there next to me a second ago and to tell you the truth he scared the living daylight out of me. I even jumped a bit.

He was right to think such a thing though, I hadn't been side stage, or at any of Pierce The Veil's shows for that matter, for a very long time. Let me tell you if I had of known the Pierce The Veil were touring with us I probably would have told Alan and our manager Nick to go fuck themselves but that was the attitude that ruined this band and I had to take one for the guys.

"Trust me I'm not watching it for Mike that's for sure.." I groaned. I don't know why I was watching to be honest. Maybe I was just tired, tired of faking that I hated Leilani, tired of running from my mistakes. Tired of the wars between years worth of friendships. I'm just tired. Maybe this was my way of saying "I surrender".

"Last time we talked we were all friends.." it wasn't a statement, or a question more like a mere observation as if he were reflecting on better times. I didn't blame him, everything was so much simpler fifteen odd years ago.

"Wouldn't that be nice," I wasn't lying.

"You had your chance mate, you fucked up real bad. She gave you so many chances after she got home, she text you, she called, she left messages. If you wished so bad that it was all fine and dandy wouldn't have done what was right in the first place?" his tone wasn't angry in anyway, just curious. I think everyone was, they never got any answers out of me, why I caused all this, I just did it and left everyone including the two most important people hanging.

"Look Oliver I know you've been in her life ever since but I'm sure she's fine now you don't need to chastise me about my decisions, I'm an adult I can make up my own mind and feel how I want to feel," I found myself getting defensive trying to make an excuse up for my pathetic actions. I felt terrible that I did such horrible things but I would never admit it.

"FINE? Are you fucking kiddin' me lad? Who do you thinks fine? Leilani or Aurora? Because they're both lost! Let me tell ya that kid could have used a real father growing up, you weren't there for fuckin' any of it were ya? You fucked up her self esteem, she literally thought for most of her life that if her own father couldn't love her than no one could. She's lucky Trent came along. And don't even get me started on Leilani, she could have used the help to raise her sick child!" so many questions ran through my mind as he cussed at me. Why did the sound of their names sting my heart so much? Did I really do that to my daughter, my own flesh and blood? How could I make them feel that way? Sick child? There was so much I didn't know. If I only answered Leilani's text. If I never kicked her out things would be so much different.

"Whose Trent?" the words literally escaped passed my lips as I feared for my daughter having a boyfriend. But I didn't have the right to worry did I? Of course not. The realization made me want to weep, it made my knees weak. I was such a horrible human being, the lowest of the scum.

"Like it matters to you anyway, if you wanted to know about your daughters life you should have been there from the start," the truth in his harsh words cut deep.

"They didn't need me Mike was there all along," there I go, on the defense again. Just give it a break Austin.

"All along? You really don't know anything do ya? Ya did good at staying away that's for sure! Lani and Mike haven't been together for a very long time, he was too busy touring to stay with them all the time, he still is. Aurora can't even call him Dad for fucks sake, she never had a sturdy father figure. In my eyes ya both fucked up!" out of all the people in those guys lives I know one thing is for sure, Tarni, Alan and Oliver would have been the only constants in their lives.

I was about to retaliate when Oli's eyes went wide as he stared out into the crowd. He looked alarmed and worried like he'd seen something terrible happen. I tried to catch a glimpse of what he was looking at but whatever it was it had me dumbfounded. As the both of our heads peeked around into a visible position from the side of the stage all the girls screamed ten times louder than they were before making us both pull back into hiding behind the security of the curtains.

"Oli dude, you good? You look live you seen a ghost," the music was pounding still as I tried to yell loud enough for him to hear me. I only now just noticed as we had a verbal argument moments before we both seemed to be in our own little world not even hearing the music as we faced off right next to where the action was happening on stage.

"I uh, just saw, um.." he was at a loss for words, unbelievable.

"Spit it out," I choked out a laugh as I tried to motivate him to speak.

"Just an old friend it the crowd, I think I'm gunna go say hi," when I turned to give him a crazed look that said 'what the fuck are you doing' he was no longer in the same spot his feet were planted before. Instead he was already running down the stares that took him to the barriers.

"Are you insane the fans will rip you into a million pieces!" my pleads were pointless. He'd already jumped over the barriers and hands were clawing vigorously at his clothing, ripping it straight from his torso.

I was almost about to run in there and follow him just so I could drag him back behind backstage but as I made my way to the small staircase that led me to the barriers, Alan appeared.

"Where do you think you're going? We've got warm up dude," his hand had already put a barrier between my body and the staircase preventing me from stepping any further towards the crowd.

"Oli from Bring Me just jumped into the crowd.." I was dumbfounded so much that I didn't even know what to say, so I just stared searching for his tattooed body but it was pointless they'd probably already eaten him alive.

"Good joke, come on lets get moving," it was if he didn't believe me as he laughed off my accusation but he had already turned me on my heels making our way back to the change room to warm up.

Aurora's POV:

"Trent you've got to let me down!" my heart pounded as I saw Uncle Oli close in on me. He was getting closer closer no matter how hard he had to push through the swarm of fans. Oh my god I'm in so much trouble!

I don't think Trent could hear me over the music and screaming and nor could I exactly bend over and yell in his ear from this position, I'd tumble over his head and break a bone or something. I tapped on the top of his hat a couple of times trying to get his attention but he just brushed my hand away like he was swatting an annoying fly. Seriously, how hard is it to get this boys attention? I kicked my legs lightly against his chest and screamed his name one more time. Finally! He awkwardly turned his head up to face me.

"You okay babe?" I could just read his lips.

"I want to hop down!" as soon as I said it Trent was kneeling on his knees and helping me jump forward over his head to get off. Instinctively his hands wrapped around my waist but loosely enough to be able to get into the music still.

Surely now that I'd shrunk down below the average height of the mass of people Uncle Oli would have lost sight of me. I was praying for that outcome anyway. When at least five minutes passed of Pierce's set with no sight of Uncle Oli I was beginning to gain hope that he'd turned around and went backstage. Can you guess how wrong I was? Very wrong!

A rough, calloused hand reached out and placed itself on my shoulder from between two squished bodies in front of me and when they body finally emerged from making himself visible through the audience it was no one other than Uncle Oli. Sweat dropped from every inch of his skin and his Drop Dead tank top was now tattered and I can't even begin to explain he look on his face. If I were to guess correctly I'd say he was pleased to see me here?

"You little badass you!" he grinned as he pulled me away from Trent's grip and into his own bear hug. As he pulled away he greeted himself to Trent and Sab and they both obliged a smiled back. To big for Oli's liking, it was a bit creepy how crazed they were just staring at him but I suppose they weren't used to it like I was. All around us girls phone camera flashes were going off as they took photos of 'The Oliver Sykes' in the middle of the mosh pit of his own show. They'd be plastered all over Instagram after the show.

"What me? No! Mum said I could come," I awkwardly coughed over my own lie.

"No need to lie to me love. I know there's no way in hell ya Mother would let ya come here! Not with ya fath- Austin playing and all," he swiftly corrected himself when he mentioned Austin but I brushed it off, it didn't really bother me. Knowing Uncle Oli wasn't mad calmed my nerves because it meant he wouldn't dob on me, keeping me secret safe just a little longer until the next person spotted me. Hopefully no one would, this fright was enough for one night.

His arm was draped over my shoulders as he crouched low enough to talk to me over the music without having to yell. The flashing lights were still going off but it didn't phase me. I knew he wouldn't be able to stay long his band were up next and I bed Matt N was probably going crazy trying to find him right now so I was just waiting for him to cut to the chase.

"Look love, I think I know why you're here and it's not to watch the show is it?" now he's got his serious face on.

"Uh.." I stuttered scared to admit to my rebellious actions.

"You can trust me darling, I love you as if you were my own, I want to help you," he had me in another hug as he mumbled the words. He was obviously trying to calm me and it was working because after he said the words 'trust me' the whole plan came slipping from my lips. The last words I said to him were..

"I want to meet him.." it was faint, a mere murmur in this rowdy fan base but he heard me, nodding in understanding.

"Once the shows over go out of this tent by the very back exit and turn left, you'll see a line of port-a-loos, you'll be able to squeeze your skinny butt between the last on the left and this big ass tent. When you get in there I'll be there waiting for you to meet you and take you to their bus okay?" it was like he had his own master plan, it was great! I could feel my cheeks go red hot and turn into tomatoes as my grin grew from ear to ear in excitement.

"Oh my god Uncle Oli, thank you so much!" I was screaming just as loud as the rest of the fans now who were singling perfectly along to every lyric of 'Bulletproof Love'. In this moment of time I wasn't even phased that I'd missed more than half of their set because all of this was totally worth it.

"Don't say I don't do anything for you," he joked as he patter my shoulder as one alst gesture before he made his way back through the crowd.

"I wont, ever! Thank you!" I squealed making Trent groan in ear piercing pain which in turn had me in stitches laughing.

"Just don't tell ya Mum I had anything to this with this when she finds out, because trust me, she will. She know's everything," he warned me, I knew he was right.

But I'd worry about that later.

Notes

So Oliver wants to help Rory meet Austin! Maybe he has the same motive as her and wants Austin to see what he's missing out on. Get excited guys because it's all going down in the next chapter!!!! Just a warning that I'll be doing 'the meeting' in two separate chapters from two different peoples point of views, so I hope I don't confuse you guys too much and I'll try not to make it to repetitive throughout the two chapters. Are you guys as excited to find out what happens as I am to write it? What do you think will happen? Will Rory hate Austin as much as she thinks or will he be completyly different to how she planned making it impossible to hate him! You tell me?! Thanks for reading guys xxx